When I woke up this morning to howling winds and a down pour, I must say I wasn’t to excited to go jump. We had already spent one day inside due to the rain, and I really did not want to spend another one indoors. As the day went on and competition time got closer, the weather was not getting any better, maybe even a little worse. We packed up all of our jumping stuff and loaded the van, half expecting someone to tell us the comp was cancelled. When we arrived at the hills, it didn’t look half as bad as we had expected it to.  It was still raining pretty hard, but we had high hopes that it was going to let up. After getting my suit and everything on I put a trash bag over my self to stay as dry as possible for as long as possible. We were going to have a trial and then two competition rounds, so I was going to fight the rain as long as I could. Alissa came inside from doing some immos and said the rain had stopped and to save my trash bag for the next round. I, however, am a very bad listener and wore it anyway thinking the rain could start again at any second.